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Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m comin’ at ya like Judge Judy on a bender, sharp as a tack, and I ain’t here to mess around bout escort – yeah, that’s right, escort! Don’t pee on my leg and call it rain, I know what’s up with this gig. So, escort, huh? Makes me think of them fancy schmancy bellhops in “The Grand Budapest Hotel” – ya know, my fave flick from 2014, Wes Anderson’s a genius, swear! Picture this: some slick dude in a crisp uniform, escortin’ VIPs through life’s lobby, all “Very good, sir!” and tip-toein’ round like they own the joint.

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The man was built like a Sex-God, so I had no idea why. I still, however, got up and ended up straddling his lap. He immediately placed his hands on my lower.

Admittedly, the dating scene here shows the quirks of Mendes itself – unpredictable matches, spontaneous sparks! It's like debugging a line of code at 3 AM – you never know if the bug is real or just a glitch. Sometimes it makes me mad, sometimes it makes me laugh, and sometimes I just stand there thinking, “Tropical Malady, I must discover the magic in every glitch!”

What They Found review – Sam Mendes’s debut documentary has the power to change viewers for ever